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She walked across the shuttle and took the incense from its holder and plunged the burning end into a small cup filled with sand. She was in no mood to meditate, though she sorely needed self-reflection, as she was certain Mal Reynolds was the only man in the ‘Verse that could make her curse like a mudder’s wife.
-- Go or Go Ahead Chapter 4 by meggiebear
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